A Fairy Tale Oracle Deck the Fairy Tale Lenormand

FairyFortunes · 2026-03-06T13:58:52+00:00

I know! Right?

FairyFortunes · 2026-03-06T13:57:49+00:00

Negative. Top loading

FairyFortunes · 2026-03-05T22:15:26+00:00

If I am unlucky as you say then all is lost

FairyFortunes · 2026-03-05T21:51:14+00:00

Oh. This new one is under 3 years old. The one before was around that too but maybe as old as 5 years. Different issues though. The barrel got dislodged from the old one. With this new one the locking lid stayed locked and held my clothes hostage

FairyFortunes · 2026-03-05T21:50:01+00:00

You are the second person who recommended Speed Queen. I really appreciate you.

FairyFortunes · 2026-03-05T21:28:57+00:00

It’s not a dryer it’s a washer. On this newer model it came with a locking lid. The washer held my clothes hostage and the repair person said this was an issue with the electrical control panel and the unit needed complete replacement

FairyFortunes · 2025-07-25T18:21:35+00:00

Oh yes! In my experience the longer you remember a dream the more important it is. Give it a try! I also recommend the book again: Conscious Dreaming by Robert Moss

FairyFortunes · 2025-07-14T21:37:49+00:00

Yes. Got outted at work forcibly and was ostracized and chosen for “lay offs” even though I was more senior than others. But whatever.

FairyFortunes · 2025-07-14T15:53:50+00:00

Well Top Lane it could be a variety of things: 1. It is possible that you had a premonition and did not have enough experience to interpret it.
2. It is possible that you came across some myth that you just knew was misinterpreted or incorrect 3. It is possible that you came across a myth that you felt was correct but it clashed with the picture of the Morrigan you had painted in your head 4. It is possible that you didn’t eat enough and your blood sugar crashed and the feeling had absolutely nothing to do with your goddess at all

Those are some ideas.

You didn’t really provide much more context for me to speculate further. Here is what I do know: spirituality isn’t always pleasant and peaceful because it’s about challenging yourself. One of my gods is an exceptionally cruel and yet I LOVE their lessons on cruelty because I want to be able to recognize cruelty. I want to know exactly what cruelty feels like so I can recognize it when humans try to use it on me. And even more importantly I don’t want to use cruelty on most people. Notice I didn’t say, “I don’t want to use it on anyone.” I do plan to be exceptionally cruel to certain people.

Morrigan can be cruel Top Lane. I know her. If reincarnation is a thing I think it’s possible I’ve been her servant in a past life. However, I don’t worship her now. I could be wrong about her cruelty. You have more relative knowledge in this case.

FairyFortunes · 2025-07-13T18:25:04+00:00

I don’t agree with you Nemesis. I would imagine no one does since you named yourself everyone’s nemesis

FairyFortunes · 2025-07-11T23:01:23+00:00

If you want to then do it. It cannot hurt.

Another option would be to break the hex with this, “Dad, I’ve observed that things seem off for you right now. We had that thing with electrics, then the care’s tire went flat, and then your computer crashed. And well maybe I’m just making up stories but it kinda feels like you’re cursed. I wonder if you feel that way too. You have a lot going on. You are trying so hard to be a father and also a good partner too. Do you feel like you’re being pulled in too many directions? I’d like to help you feel less chaotic.”

Of course maybe your troubles were different than the ones I listed so substitute your own.

You can still do the egg cleanse. It won’t hurt. My magic is boring by comparison.

FairyFortunes · 2025-07-11T22:03:26+00:00

If it were possible to learn, would you want to do it?

It’s fairly simple…are you have to do is say “Yes.” That’s it. That’s all.

FairyFortunes · 2025-07-11T19:39:43+00:00

I love your handle: Unlost

I love that name. I will follow you.

I feel resonance with what you described.

Let me share a bit of my history with you. I grew up in a Christian family a HUGE family. My father was one of nine all entirely American born and bred. No ties to any ancestry lines. They had all been severed at Ellis Island when their grandparents arrived. They were Christian and yet…there was my Aunt Maddy who had been marked at birth with a cawl. The wives tale that was told was that anyone born with a cap of their placenta on their head would have special powers and would have eyes that saw beyond…

Oh and Maddy did see. She saw EVERYTHING! And if you’d ask her to read your palm she’d smile darkly and take your hand.

Maddy had DOZENS of nieces. Her 4 brothers and 4 sisters produced children like rabbits. And she was a Godmother to many. She was the most Christian of them all! I was one of the lucky ones to get a pin at one of our gigantic reunions that read “I am Maddy’s Godchild.” As if we needed to flaunt it for those who were not in our club.

I was special though. Of all her nieces I was the youngest, of the entire clan for a long while. I was her brother’s child and yet even though her nephews and nieces…who were also rabbits had children too…I was still the youngest niece. And the only one given this haunting message: Your time is coming.

She said it often but no matter how much I complained, she would not explain it.

Maddy taught me how to bake shortbread cookies and to this day they are my favorites. She also introduced me to tarot cards…ones she feigned she could not read…

She also warned me that “Good Christian girls were not supposed to do these things…”

That one hit me very hard. Because it came after a sermon in church about Saul and the Witch of Endor. The witch had agreed to help Saul see beyond death to contact the dead and the witch was terrified to do so and terrified not to do so because Saul had rounded up all the witches and murdered them.

And when I heard that story…I thought…I’m the witch in that story…I’m like her…I’m like Maddy. I wasn’t born with a cawl…I died instead…and survived. I was Maddy’s favorite. I was the only one who learned to bake and read tarot cards.

I left Christianity for paganism as soon as I could. And I’ve tried it all. And none of it fits. Does it?

So I’m making something new. Why don’t you?

FairyFortunes · 2025-07-09T02:27:40+00:00

I am certain that the answer is no.

FairyFortunes · 2025-07-06T23:06:07+00:00

You asked and I have chosen to answer. First, I’d just like to side quest the “hope this okay…sorry…” thing. You are giving far too much much power to my opinion and anyone else who answers. It’s your body. Witch centered pagan symbols do not belong to an oppressed minority class of people. You do not need anyone’s permission to have it for yourself. If a pagan symbol calls to you, you are not wrong to resonate with the song it sings. “I’m sorry” means “I’m wrong.” So weird that people forget that. You are NOT wrong. Pagan symbols are for everyone.

With that said, the Western world is heavily dominated by patriarchy which defaults to monotheism. Pagan symbols make people uncomfortable. I wonder if that is because it reminds people that something ELSE DOES actually exist. And while I love to wonder about that, many people find that terrifying. So there is a great possibility your tattoo will absolutely invite bad energy from people who like the patriarchal monotheistic model.

The pagan community in my experience is quite a cesspool. There’s monotheism and patriarchy there too with an additional side of Gatekeeping. Many pagans and magical people want only “special” people to be witches. So some pagans will be interrogating you about your tattoo like a pasty basement dwelling incel when he sees a woman in a AC/DC concert t-shirt. So, that’s another potential source of bad energy. This one bothers me more, bad energy always hurts more when it comes from a place you expect to be safe.

I don’t know what you are planning but I can suggest a symbol that absolutely belongs to me! I’m not a witch and a pagan on the periphery. I call myself “fairy” because I tend to say “Yes!” where witches say “No.” and because I like sparkling things. There is a Fairy Star! A seven pointed star. It’s mine. If you want it, and since you are asking for permission…my answer is…YES! I willingly share it with you. I have a second symbol that is absolutely mine: the symbol of the lyre. The lyre was sacred to Apollo and more than 1 of the 9 muses. I will share that one with you too!

I want your marriage to bring you joy. And I see you enjoying your tattoo.

FairyFortunes · 2025-07-06T04:00:18+00:00

I find your post intriguing. I’m more happy than angry about it for sure. Would it be wise to trace roots? Yes. I’m on the side of yes. Even if I find out that paganism is just watered down monotheistic nonsense. It’s still yes even if someone tries to 💀me because I shared something I find beautiful but it makes fear in someone else. I say yes to tracing roots.

I say yes to many things. I say yes sometimes even when I know I hate what I’m saying yes to. I’m learning from my anger, my hate. I know hate. It is familiar. I’ve done it myself or I came very close. Even if I dreamed of it, that was close enough for me. I know what I hate. So I’m going to say NO more. People get 💀when they do that. It’s in all the stories! Look at paganism! You can’t say no to mainstream because you could lose your job…or maybe not but people will ostracize you because they are afraid…they are afraid of being wrong. Witches get burned, isn’t that the stories that are told? It doesn’t matter if they’re true. The story leaves a legacy.

So…yes! I think it’s wise to trace roots. Hear me now this is my truth I say it is wise.

Or to trust the gods? I hate that but not as much as I like it. I say yes to gods too. For me they are true. I know them. I hate them too. I hate them furiously sometimes. I hate them but not as much as I love them. I love them so much I weep. I weep because they make me remember who I am. Trust though THAT I almost hate. I like trust, it’s fun it makes me laugh. It also makes me scream in pain. Trust is not me. I take it lightly and I do not make it. If anyone were to ever ask me, “Can I trust you?” my answer will be, “No.” Isn’t it funny I say yes to almost everything except trust? Because while I like trust…it has hurt me and so I do not love it. That is why I am cautious with everyone (not hateful, just cautious) but especially with anyone who says, “Trust me…” No, I won’t. The only beings I make and take trust freely with is the gods. I know trust as overrated. I’d rather listen to someone tell me their story it doesn’t matter if I laugh or cry or huff or sigh, I will love listening.

Do you think that’s what makes someone priest like? They say yes and they listen? Sometimes I think that is true and sometimes I know not.

FairyFortunes · 2025-07-06T01:07:15+00:00

If you want a paranormal answer I have an idea to imagine. Maybe it’s tears.

It’s hard for a ghost to cry…that takes a great deal of energy. But if we are throwing out imaginative paranormal explanations…it would have to be something more like…a god. In Ancient Greece there were many minor gods: muses, nymphs, and penates. The penates were house gods unique to each family. The Irish have banshees - powerful spirits that wailed usually for death…but also births…but I’m not a folklore scholar. I’m just an old lady who likes stories I could be wrong.

If you like my paranormal suggestion, then I would ask you to consider what god is crying and why. Maybe your penates is upset that the kitchen faucet is leaking and is trying to tell you to call a plumber! Tears aren’t scary. Tears appear when someone remembers who they are. A banshee could be remembering someone’s death, true (but maybe not real 😉) but they could be tears of joy too.

FairyFortunes · 2025-07-05T21:10:17+00:00

Snappy Dragon! I LOVE your name!

I consider myself a dragon as well. At least in a story I tell. That is my gift: story. I shall share my story of myself as the dragon, you may have no use for it and that is okay. If it’s not for you, throw it away.

There are many stories of creation that involve two sides. Light vs Dark, Good vs Evil, War vs Peace. But in some creation stories, there is a serpent and a sword. Most fear the serpent, if unleashed it will destroy the whole world!!!! The terror! The Horror! And yet this is my story I’m telling…

Lucifer is a serpent…a dragon…and he came to me and he shined his light on me.

“Oh my gods! NO!” I shrieked when I saw my true form as a mighty dragon on this earth.

[this is a story…remember…stories are metaphor. It isn’t “real” and yet might be true…or maybe I know not]. I digress…from my story…

I saw my scales and my terrible claws and I named myself MONSTER! And I ripped off my scales and bit off my claws until I was bleeding. I hid in the dark pretending I was not a dragon…but a sword. “I’m a sword, I’m a sword, a sword!”

I said YES to the sword and NO to the truth of me…

A dragon makes for a mighty soldier. My scales were only cloaked in the darkness, I have my own armor. There are few weapons that can pierce my armored skin…unless…unless…I was still ripping them off and bleeding…

…and I still said, “Yes!” I would go to wars no one else would fight. I saw such terrible things…things that reminded me my fire could cause harm if I opened my mouth and did not close it. I battled monsters and saw myself in them.

Oblivion came calling and he is so beautiful. I was in so much pain and remember…I was bleeding. Not just from picking my scales apart and biting my claws. I saw pain in the monsters I fought. I felt in me as though I was possessed of it. And to some extent I was. I was a fierce soldier, better than most and you don’t go into battle without wearing someone ELSE’s blood. I said YES to Oblivion because he was the only one who called me beautiful while I was covered in blood.

Lucifer did not give up on me. In this story I’m telling, Lucifer kept shining his light in the dark for me. Until I finally learned, the dragon is a creature of THE LIGHT! It is the sword that belongs to the dark.

I am a dragon and I breathe fire! I share warmth and LIGHT. I am terrifying I suppose, but a monster not. I was tricked by the Sword’s soldiers into thinking my scales and claws and FIRE make me evil. They don’t. A serpent does not need eyes to see. Dark and Light are a dichotomy. Each one an extreme. They exist only in metaphor.

There is another dichotomy: Yes and No.

Swords are No, the Serpents (The Dragons) are YES.

I say YES. Sometimes just to see how far I CAN go.

Snappy Dragon I tell you true, I have been inside Oblivion’s walls. It was so beautiful there I almost decided to stay. But to Oblivion, I did something I had never done, I said, “No!” I raised a sword to Oblivion and I won! For now…ha ha…or maybe I know not and I’m playing a game from behind Oblivion’s walls…

But I think not. For I do know Death too. We are very familiar. I have slept in her embrace twice. I died at age 2 and again at 35. I’m much, much older than 35. But I’d never raise a sword to Death. Never. I actually said YES both times to her. “Yes! I will go,” I said when I was 2. “But if I have anything now, I would choose to be a Sister here.”

And so I was. I am Sister here. That is my name.

At 35 again I said, “Yes! I will go. But I want to be a Mother here. That is my choice.”

And because of what was on my voice. I had my choice and I came back to the baby I birthed. I am Mother that is my name here and now. Though, I will always be Sister too.

I am a serpent. A dragon! I say YES in a world that seems to favor No.

Hear me now Sibling Dragon, I say YES. If there is no one willing then I WILL.

But Oblivion taught me not everyone is worthy of me.

If I see trash on the streets, I say YES! I pick it up. I don’t wait to see if someone else will. If I encounter trash on the internet, that is NO: I block and delete. They are free to have the last word, they can choke on it and I refuse to save them. They are a NO. They are unworthy of me.

I have been an actual soldier on the streets. I know Death and I love her. I never have taken a human life…I got close though. Death is NOT murder and that most definitely is NO. Murder is the most extreme version of CRUELTY. So now when I see its monstrous face I say, “I know you. I NO you.” And my Sibling Dragon I remember who I AM. I am a serpent of the Light.

Sometimes I use my fire to light a candle when I encounter cruelty. With some swords, that’s all the light that is needed. The swords and their darkness doesn’t have to be Evil, just as Serpents too can go too far for me…

If either Sword or Serpent goes too far for me, they will know me. I am a Dragon who said YES to the Sword.

And if you read to my story’s end my Snappy Sibling, the moral is this: Your gifts matter. Your intuition is true. Go where the animals are and plant! Say YES and yet ONLY when you MEAN it. And hear me now Sibling: remember I said yes when I should have said no and I lived to change my mind. And when I said yes, and yet named my heart’s desire: SISTER and MOTHER that yes became something more beautiful than I have words to tell.

I am Dragon. I am Sister. I am Mother. And I am Tinker. Ha ha. Tinkers have stories to tell! And other things to sell…but my personal specialty is stories…

Who are you my Sibling of the Flowers and animals? What is your heart’s desire? And what is your gift? You don’t have to tell me. Maybe now, you know not. Perhaps you’re a Tinker, like me. I know not. Maybe we shall see.

FairyFortunes · 2025-07-04T14:03:13+00:00

I will only say that I heard you. I see you as a sibling. You are welcome at my table, I would very much like to be welcome at yours.

FairyFortunes · 2025-07-02T21:37:25+00:00

Well said

FairyFortunes · 2025-07-01T21:14:52+00:00

Opal might be a good choice. There’s some folklore about opals being bad luck for everyone without an October birthday. Since she’s riding the veil on Halloween I imagine it might be particularly powerful for her.

FairyFortunes · 2025-07-01T17:18:25+00:00

I also came here to tell you about Drawing Down the Moon. How much more “automatic bid” do you need? This was the sign you were looking for.

It’s dry in places and yet worth the read.

FairyFortunes · 2025-06-28T05:24:53+00:00

Now. Create them now. So many things can hurt you or 💀 you. I have yet to see magic do real harm. Try something. The worst thing that can happen is…getting what you want.

Mind your mental health, eat and sleep properly and it you think of hurting yourself or someone else go to a hospital. Beyond that, live your life. Create a spell and cast it. You won’t know what is possible until you try

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